Arts
Weekly reading. Text below:Imagine a world where I never got annoyed by anyone I’ve seen people who appear to exist precisely this way, perhaps I’m looking at it the wrong way, though there is defiantly some tentative gaps outside my conscious mind, bought on by some unforeseen disruption, usually mascaraing in the form of a complete bell end, that bypasses my decision making toward annoyed ness. Even though it may likely be justified annoyed ness, my most mindful and emotionally disciplined of reactions to recent events, of external bellendification, seem like slightly more effort than the blissful detachment I enjoy from other such unnecessary (insert Kentish slang) Sometimes you should say and do as a matter of principle, and I believe sometimes these passing points ought to be made, and while this is true, being selective of ones battles seems to give one of the biggest step up you can get in life. If we all agreed to attempt to be mindful of what we’re really trying to prove, and make sure we keep that part in mind when reacting to what that other person are trying to prove, we’d still beat each other up because sometimes that’s fun, but we’d also save each other so much time. The bellend is detached from the primary problem at hand, the bellend merely maintains that problems are an unceasing thing. Until the point that the bellend feels vindicated for having discharged pools of rancid problemness in its wake, either that, or begins to regret the aforementioned problem discharge due to an intervening he-insight, and thus de bellendificates somewhat. And that, is about the most diplomatic thing i think I can say in the matter.